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An even more devilish smile slips up on her lips, painted the reddest of reds I’; lipstick is also smeared across her face

She spits blood onto the floor and rolls her tongue across her teeth as if checking to see if any are loose

Victor pushesus, and he stands between us

"Who are you?" he asks her in a callistening with blood

"Oh, one of you knoho I a over all of us, except for Niklas who’s still behind her "Where’s the interrogator? The sadistic torturer? He’s in on this as much as the rest of you" Her eyes fall back on Victor "And that greasy little fucker you hired to do all of your hacking The inforetter? All of you are in on this"

"What is ‘this’ exactly?" Victor asks

The wohtfully "You’ll know that when all six Knights of the Round Table are present" She s a bath, a clean outfit, a lass of wine"

Niklas and Dorian glance at one another, then at me, lastly at Victor

Niklas yanks the wo her throat

"Who the fuck are you, you insane bitch?" he deh ht just fall in love with you"

He pulls on her hair harder, but she doesn’t even flinch

"My name is Nora," she announces, "and for now, since I’m clearly the one in control, that’s all any of you need to know"

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Present time – 9:00 pm – Boston Headquarters

A face with a split lip and stained yellow and blue underneath the left eye, stares back at me in thein the room behind me I dab some ointer "She’s playing gaer touches the sore bone

"Yes, she is," he says, stepping into a clean pair of dress pants, leaving them unbuttoned and loose around the muscled V-shape between his hips "And for noe have to play along"

"Who do you think she is?" I ask "She says that one of us knows her It’s nothis arht not be true"--I turn from theacross at him--"if she was someone obvious, we’d know already who she is--unless it’s Woodard or Fredrik who hasn’t seen her yet But I think it’s h someone else"

Curious, I step into the room, dressed in my black panties and bra, my hair still wet from the shower

"But what concernshis shirt, "is how she knew about Mrs Gregory, Tessa Flynn and Jahters Or, how she knew that only six of us--and which six--sit in on s behind the scenes"